The Hell that was last night at the bachelor party

So, as most of you know.. I was at a bachelor party this weekend for one of my best friends. It was weekend long thing, got there at 4pm Friday, left this morning around 11am. Unbelievable place that I am sure I have posted pictures of before.. a castle in NH. Great time with great friends, all except last night.

I had an anxiety attack at the bachelor party about 1/2 of the way thru the stripper show.

Its unbelievably embarrassing to share, but it will give you an insight into the mind of someone with anxiety.

Stripper show starts an theres three of them, a blonde, a brunette with perfect tits and a black one with tats everywhere.. they do their thing with the bachelor and then need volunteers to lay in the middle of the room.. keepin mind about 30 dudes and 3 chicks shits like 85 degrees in there.. and i volunteered.. put a 20 spot on your mouth an they sit on your face and grind it naked and encourage motorboatin it..def got a lip to lip deal from the blonde who was the hottest one.. ok so thats over... and show goes on for about 25 more minutes then lapdances.. pay 20 for a full song lap dance from the blonde .. she then looks around and asks "whats that smell?" everybody is looking around.. but I know exactly what it is.. my feet. Dirty feet smell. And baaaaaad. (was playing wiffle, football and hippy horseshoes all day in these kicks ) I get up, say i gotta go smoke a cigarette outside..Im red and sweating profusely immediately.. I go up to my room and realize I have no clean socks left and my sandals smell just as bad as my sneakers.

I grab my pill bottle, stare at it, but realize I cant take a Ativan because ive been fading harcore for about 30 hours straight with 4 hours of sleep.. so im panicking.. I jump in the shower and get out can still smell my feet.. Im freakin out man.. even find fabreeze and lysol and shits dont touch the smell of my sneaks an sandals,i mean shits rancid .. At this point, its say fuck it and ruin it for everyone else, or bite tha bullet and stay outside/ in my room for the rest of the time.. I spend the rest of the night between outside and my room chest pounding, not knowing what to do.. eventually I fall asleep/ pass out around 5am

This morning I hadta own up to it cuz some of the guys were saying sumthin bout dirty feet smell last night in the basement bar area that the strippers were complainin about and wouldnt go to that side of tha room after that...

Heard of some extra carricular activites happenin late night too, this mornin. Shit started back up again after hearin that an hadta pop 3 Ativan to calm down for the drive home...

So, as most of you know.. I was at a bachelor party this weekend for one of my best friends. It was weekend long thing, got there at 4pm Friday, left this morning around 11am. Unbelievable place that I am sure I have posted pictures of before.. a castle in NH. Great time with great friends, all except last night.

I had an anxiety attack at the bachelor party about 1/2 of the way thru the stripper show.

Its unbelievably embarrassing to share, but it will give you an insight into the mind of someone with anxiety.

Stripper show starts an theres three of them, a blonde, a brunette with perfect tits and a black one with tats everywhere.. they do their thing with the bachelor and then need volunteers to lay in the middle of the room.. keepin mind about 30 dudes and 3 chicks shits like 85 degrees in there.. and i volunteered.. put a 20 spot on your mouth an they sit on your face and grind it naked and encourage motorboatin it..def got a lip to lip deal from the blonde who was the hottest one.. ok so thats over... and show goes on for about 25 more minutes then lapdances.. pay 20 for a full song lap dance from the blonde .. she then looks around and asks "whats that smell?" everybody is looking around.. but I know exactly what it is.. my feet. Dirty feet smell. And baaaaaad. (was playing wiffle, football and hippy horseshoes all day in these kicks ) I get up, say i gotta go smoke a cigarette outside..Im red and sweating profusely immediately.. I go up to my room and realize I have no clean socks left and my sandals smell just as bad as my sneakers.

I grab my pill bottle, stare at it, but realize I cant take a Ativan because ive been fading harcore for about 30 hours straight with 4 hours of sleep.. so im panicking.. I jump in the shower and get out can still smell my feet.. Im freakin out man.. even find fabreeze and lysol and shits dont touch the smell of my sneaks an sandals,i mean shits rancid .. At this point, its say fuck it and ruin it for everyone else, or bite tha bullet and stay outside/ in my room for the rest of the time.. I spend the rest of the night between outside and my room chest pounding, not knowing what to do.. eventually I fall asleep/ pass out around 5am

This morning I hadta own up to it cuz some of the guys were saying sumthin bout dirty feet smell last night in the basement bar area that the strippers were complainin about and wouldnt go to that side of tha room after that...

Heard of some extra carricular activites happenin late night too, this mornin. Shit started back up again after hearin that an hadta pop 3 Ativan to calm down for the drive home...